Bob, in his skull, is still resting on the bar - since he really has no means of transportation, save someone carrying him somewhere - after things quieted down in the bar, the orange eyelights flickered out; but flickered on momentarily when
someone came down into the bar around 6am and pounded on the wall screaming about leaving. He ignored the
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Hey, Bob, you aseep
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